A month ago Josh and I had made plans to play with his glass cylinder. He was to stick it up my butt and cum in it. He had held off masturbating for three days so he could give me a really big load. The plan fell through. Disappointment all around. So this time, we made no plans. He just showed up one day, hung out with Jay until I was free, and we played.

He brought his glass cylinder. I’ve always liked glass toys. I like the smooth cool feeling. I was on all fours when we pushed the glass cylinder into my gaping anus. Josh shot his cum straight into it, kept the spillover to a minimum. Then it was Jay’s turn. Jay pulled the cylinder out and fucked me, making Josh’s cum ooze out of my ass and drip thick down my slit. It felt amazing. Deep furious thrusts lubed by real electric life. Jay shoved his cum-covered cock into my pussy quickly, then pushed it back into my ass. It was terrifying and electrifying.

“I’m cumming,” I cried in staccato, still getting pounded hard. Jay was cumming too. Josh was jerking it to my face, cumming a second time. I’ve never had a simultaneous three-way orgasm experience before.

Now I’m depressed. Go see this video before I totally go insane and take all my websites down.

New video on MAYCAM: Pet Girl. Tied, fucked and smiling as I get cum on my face. That’s what a good pet girl has to do to make her Master happy. How it makes me happy to make him happy! Getting an orgasm as I am double fucked with my favorite glass dildo is my reward.

Wouldn’t you like to have a pet girl like me?

“My FTF (friend that fucks) has this complex about having a 3some or 4some. He wants to experience that but, at the same time he has a complex about having another male there. Then with a 3some, he would love that but, feels he is not ready because he wants to work on satisfying me. It’s just that it takes a long, long time for me to orgasm. I actually don’t remember when the last time it was that I orgasmed from vaginal intercourse. I’ve only had anal sex once and I really, really, really enjoyed it but, didn’t orgasm either.”

Oh my! You’re lucky to have a friend who thinks about your satisfaction as much as he does. It does get complicated when there’s more than two people involved in sex. It really helps when people don’t put too much pressure on themselves. Just let it happen, enjoy it, don’t think too much about it.

It’s really common for women to take a long time to get an orgasm. Before Jay I could only have an orgasm solo. Jay gives the best head out of everyone I know, including lesbians. He usually sucks me off to an orgasm first before we have vaginal and/or anal intercourse. All I need is the first orgasm, then it usually snowballs into multiples. After I had the baby, though, I started having more orgasms and everything did it. Maybe it’s my body changing, or maybe it’s just because we’re biting at the bit to get to each other now that we don’t have as much time as we used to. Come to think of it, out of all the lovers I’ve had since Jay and I got togehter, he’s still the only person (other than myself) who can give me orgasms.

I’m so glad you had a great experience having anal sex. I remember you being so tense about that last time we were together. I would love to watch you get it in both holes at once. That is the best sensation I’ve ever had. If your FTF ever gets over his complex, I would volunteer Jay to help him satisfy you.

I’d start out with Jay licking your kitty while your FTF feeds you his cock. Then after you’ve had your first orgasm, your FTF can lay on his back, you be on top riding his cock, and Jay can take you from behind. Oooh la la!

“Everything you said in your e-mail is sooo awesome! Wow!

Yeah, it’s gonna take him a long while to get over the complex he has. I think another girl in the mix is too much for him right now as he is overthinking everything and he really wants to concentrate on satisfying me foremost. Then another guy in the mix makes him uncomfortable. He isn’t saying no nor is he saying yes to a “swinging” situation.

Gosh, you mentioned our last experience together, wow that takes me back 6 years! I was young and somewhat inexperienced back then. Now, I could actually handle anal and I love it! Once my muscles down there relaxed and I took, such an amazing, amazing feeling!”

It’s been a long time since I’d gotten thoroughly fucked on my period. Last night, I did. Baby was down for a nap. Jay bent me over on a stool, pulled down my padded panties and ran his tongue across my slit.

“How’s it goin’? Are you flowin’?”
Double Team by Tenacious D repeated in my head.

Jay moved over to feed me his cock. I was still on my belly, bent over a stool, now with his cock throat deep, my head bobbing up and down enthusiastically on it. I wanted to show him how much I appreciated him going down on me while I was flowing. I liked how my bare ass tingled airing out.

He moved back to my southern parts and pushed his cock into my flowing hole. Blood dripped down my right thigh as he pumped hard into me. More blood dripped on the granite kitchen tiles. The room smelled of my cunt. We couldn’t stop. It was too wet and hot and good.

We both got up and I got down on my knees and sucked my blood off his cock. The blood had dried quickly on his cock, tasting tacky and metallic. My mouth watered around his sticky pole.

Jay got me back up, this time on my back spread between two stools. The light above me was blinding. I put my arm over my eyes. His tongue slipped in my ass then in it followed his cock. I peeked at his wicked smile, watched his body move in rhythm between the V of my streaked legs. Into my flowing cunt at the tip of that V, he dipped his fingers generously. Soon I was weeping sobbing shaking I was having the big O.

It’s strange visiting my folks. Despite the discomfort of the guest bed and the fatty food we’re not used to, Jay and I somehow find ourselves at each other like crazy rabbits, triggered by memories of sneaking behind parents’ backs when we were teenagers. I half expect him to suddenly jump out of the window every time we hear footsteps down the hall. Although there are no real consequences other than embarrassment, the fear of getting caught is deep-seated, and that naughty feeling feeds our lust.

He grabbed my hair, pulled my mouth toward his cock, just fresh out of my ass, and pumped it hard into the back of my throat. I love when he gets this nasty, so dominantly male. This is not how it is all the time. Sometimes I’m on top riding him, holding his hands down on either side of his face, talking dirty. Sometimes we make love. Tonight is not one of those nights. Tonight I’m with a very bad boy, the one who takes someone’s precious daughter, raised like a princess, and feeds her his cock after it’s been in her ass.

He threw me on the bed and instructed me to hold my ankles apart. He licked my clit just enough to get me writhing on my back then he fucked my cunt with his hand, starting with three fingers, four, five and his knuckles all the way in me. I was shaking my head side to side, biting my lip, cunt tight around his fist like an ill-fitting glove, when he shoved his cock in my already tightly pursed ass. This was tighter than when he double-fucked my cunt with a toy while another one was up my ass. Every second I wondered how much longer I could take, but I found myself squeezing him even tighter in orgasmic spasms till we’re both shaking and bucking and collapsing into one another, moaning unintelligibly about love.

1. Learn how to do an enema. I’ve never done it before, but I know most people who do anal play clean themselves up this way first. I enjoy going from ass to mouth too much to have to worry about germs or mess.
2. More make-up on camera. I don’t wear make-up off-camera, and in a lot of my photos and videos. The times I do wear make-up, though, I think my features pop out more and I like how I look. The whole ritual of putting on make-up also adds to the psychological transformation from regular girl-next-door to porn star.
3. Speak louder. This shoot was my first after becoming a mom, and it shows. I’m definitely the horny housewife getting her nookie while trying not to wake the baby. All my whispers just do not register on our low budget guerrilla porn-making equipment. And what fun is stopping for close-ups or balancing an overhead microphone? I must learn to project my voice better.
4. Talk dirtier. Outrage myself more. I felt a little shy yesterday. My mind was still being a mom and wasn’t quite letting go of the day-to-day grind. I’m lucky to have a husband who constantly outrages me with his nasty ideas. He takes me away and I am able to fully abandon myself to my lust. But when playing with someone as young as Tom Cooz (and I do love my boys young and pretty!), I have to learn how to take the lead. I have to outrage myself with my boldness and tell him exactly what I want him to do and how, which of course leads to…
5. Get myself off. I usually don’t have an orgasm when I’m making porn. I get too cerebral, thinking about camera angles and executing body movement. Making porn is elaborate foreplay for me. The main event winds up being afterward when Jay and I are making love in bed, talking about how hot it was. That’s when I have my orgasms. I seem to get off more when we’re anticipating our next porn project and during post production, which is wonderful and all, but I want to have orgasms throughout the whole process.

Jay watched as I wiggled into it, posing in front of the mirror. Still plump, like a 50’s pin-up girl, and so excited about the cleavage I didn’t used to have.

Skanky is as skanky does, I walked over to where Jay reclined watching me, and pulled his pants down for a taste of his growing cock. Waving my butt in front of his nose as I went down on him, I got him hard to my liking and asked him to fuck my ass. He bent me over and plowed into my rectum, which was much tighter now from lack of use. Getting boned once a week nowadays compared to the pre-motherhood daily has its advantages. I came and came and came… until he came all over the pillowy cheeks of my upturned bottom.

So Jay and I stayed in bed, playing with each others’ bodies. We’d had anal sex throughout my pregnancy. I attribute my anal health to regular backdoor boning – no signs of hemorrhoids or constipation, two of the most common problems pregnant women experience.

Now at pre-labor, it seems that anal sex is once again the best thing for me. I reached for my favorite vibe, my clown-faced toy soldier, and held its head against my clit. Crouching on all fours, keeping my head high and my butt low, I purred to Jay, “Fuck my ass…”

He mounted from behind me, gently poking his rod into me, carefully hitting target, keeping it neatly in the hole, no sloppy slaps past my perenium wall, until we both came urgently, quivering into readiness for what was soon to come.

Contractions came gradually, growing in intensity as the night wore on. I stayed on all-fours throughout the night. Jay massaged my butt outward, helping me visualize my body opening up to let my baby out. Midwives arrived and quietly sat on the floor of our bedroom as Jay and I labored. After two hours of active labor, I was tired, my arms and thighs shaking from exhaustion.

My midwife suggested a change in position. I stood up from being on all-fours, and put my arms around Jay. When a contraction came upon me, I hugged him tight and he held my weight, my feet on tiptoes off the floor. I pushed harder than I ever have in my life.

“You are so beautiful!” he said in between contractions. Sweating, hot, shaking and scared, I waved him off, my mind still on the work ahead. We kept hugging tightly through more contractions. He said he could feel the baby kicking through my belly onto his stomach, pushing just as much as we were, the three of us doing our own unique birthing dance.

As the baby descended lower, and the pressure on my cunt became unbearable, my midwife suggested I get back on all-fours on the edge of the bed. Jay went back to spreading my ass cheeks, gaping my holes at every contraction. Soon I was face to face with my sweet little child, crying loudly underneath my breasts.

It’s now been weeks since I gave birth. I am in love with my family – my amazing man, who supported me with the strength of his body and soul; and my beautiful child, who brings us so much joy!

I don’t have any tears, cuts or sutures. All that fucking in the past really prepared me for this. But I don’t feel like getting fucked in my cunt just yet. However, Jay and I have already had anal sex twice since I gave birth. I’ve had orgasms already, something I was worried about not having for months after childbirth. What a relief! Motherhood has not dulled my desire nor diminished my nature as a sexual being. Isn’t life grand?